It has been more than a year, (B.C. in fact, or before covid) since I was last at the London flat. It had become a little dusty, (the flat, not London) but it was comforting to see the familiar paintings that adorn the place and furnish the rooms. I took a walk round the neighbourhood,... Continue Reading →
The men now waiting to be remembered on Platform One….
I must have walked past the war memorial on platform one of Paddington station a hundred times or more. It’s a very fine large bronze of a WWI soldier, designed by Charles Sargeant Jagger. He is well wrapped up against the cold and rain, wearing his steel helmet and looking down, reading a letter from... Continue Reading →
The men now waiting to be remembered on Platform One….
I must have walked past the war memorial on platform one of Paddington station a hundred times or more. It’s a very fine large bronze of a WWI soldier, designed by Charles Sargeant Jagger. He is well wrapped up against the cold and rain, wearing his steel helmet and looking down, reading a letter from... Continue Reading →